Raven stood there, finally married, just as his father had wanted. This was the only way he could take over the company.

It felt unfair. As the firstborn son, it should have been his right to take charge. He never wanted to marry Azzmi, but he had no choice.

He wished things didn’t have to be like this. It was frustrating. He should be taking pictures with Zerra as his wife right now, not Azzmi. He knew it hurt her to see him with Azzmi, even if it was just for the press. He’d make it up to ...